Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the fire marksWhen it really starts I'm a runaway slave-masterShittin' on the past gotta spit it like a pastorAfter, basher, did like doe like dasher, faster-motorbike faster

Iggy gotta get a bitch watch for my raptureWhite bitch go, 'bout to blow like the windPenthouse too roof top at the windWhen I win, when I win I win, no whenI wid 'em they good like shin

Got hoes on call, got hoes on call to come throughtake a pro-to-callJust damagin' that's my protocolDismantle ya, australians on slauson, no camera,I don't care who you areNo coming back gotta give it to you raw,

Kinda spaced-out you bitches be duckin'Better than ya girl, than the best, make the competition restUnless it's sex no less, I'ma fuck a hoe game I'm bestWith my strap on, my vibrator, 'bout to bust-a-rhyme, no violator